He locked the door of his room. He lived in a simple middle class house. His room had light blue color walls with a window allowing the sunlight to smear onto the floor, a light colored printed curtain hanging over.
He looked into the red color plain chiffon sari with the sari lining printed black; he was holding by his left hand that he just stealthily got from his sister’s wardrobe, and thought something deeply for a while. He then stared towards the mirror and started moving towards it with slow pace, his mind...